Capítulo 4: IV
I couldn't determine which makes me more anxious, the pendant on the table that lies on the table or the impending return of Zane.
It must've been already an hour after Zane left and I have been thinking if I should go out of that door and escape once and for all, although I don't know where it would lead me to.
I can't understand how I feel or should feel. The combination of confusion, fear and shocks that I have received today have gone through the limits that I can bear, and it left me in a constant state of disbelief or of denial.
Staring nowhere in particular, I try to remember what happened to me earlier and try to see something wrong in it.
For some reason, the bed gave me a fake sense of security so I went back to it and hid myself beneath the blankets, hopeful that Zane, or any other, would ignore my existence when they get back.
The sweat on my back is still fresh as well as the memories and the reaction I gave when Zane did that "thing" to me, I don't know how to describe it but I wouldn't want to go through that again.
After going through what I have remembered, I started to have thoughts that I might have just overreacted and maybe a little guilty at that time, making me tell things I should've just kept to myself.
However, even if I have overreacted, it shouldn't be to the point where it would make me so scared, and answer things like I'm being hypnotized, right?
Furthermore, I notice more odd things during the "investigation", like the time when the room started to get darker and darker as "it" happens, or when Zane's blue eyes glowed when she looked at me, and many other things that I would deem unexplainable through sheer logic.
Of course, there's also the involuntary actions that my body made, such as when my heart started to beat fast which is an indication that something is making me nervous, or that constant chills that run through my spine which tells me that I have gotten scared.
Above all, that dreadful and nauseating feeling I have as that "interrogation" progresses.
As a man that believes in the science of things, I don't believe in the supernatural, or anything that doesn't conform to it, but it's a different story if I were the person on the receiving end.
Everything happened so fast and unexpectedly that I haven't thought of calming myself which leads me to heavily rely on my instincts rather than my rationality.
NO.
This is only a dream. No need to take it seriously.
Everything is just your imagination.
But what if it's not?
What if, everything that is happening is real and my body...
My body.
I looked around the room and saw a full view mirror mounted against the wall.
I immediately went out of bed and approached it.
What I saw was not someone I expected. I was taken aback as I touched the mirror and my reflection did the same.
No way.
I touched every part of my face from light brown hair down to the outline of my face. Those hazel eyes, straight and delicate nose, and rosy lips were features I never had in my childhood, especially this fair and smooth skin. I spent most of my time in hot places in my childhood so it was no wonder why I wouldn't.
He's tall for a kid but less taller than I was. From his looks, I could say he's in his teens.
Who is this? I asked myself.
Another question is added to the list.
I can't do this anymore. What is really happening to me.
I slapped myself hard, hard enough that it left a reddening handprint on my face. I ignored the building pain, as I started to have doubts.
NO.
I slapped myself repeatedly, hoping that it would wake me up. I'm so tired. I still have things that I need to do in my world and I can't last any more second in this tortuous dream.
Wake up!
Wake up!
Wake up!
I slapped myself hard with every word. Tears began to form and fell from my eyes.
I mustn't have noticed that someone entered the room as I've just felt a big hand grab mine to stop me from whatever I'm doing.
"Stop it, you'll only hurt yourself." I heard him say.
I looked over and saw Gohen with Zane following behind him. I must've looked pitiful in front of them, with all the tears on my face.
I would've broken down then and there but they weren't the people that I could find support from.
"Get away!" I yelled as loud as I could and tore his hand away from me.
He let me create a distance between me and them and stood still to look at me while I do so.
He scanned the room and frowned a moment later. He turned to face Zane, who was sitting on the chair by the table, and asked, "What did you do?"
"Nothing." She must've gotten a cup of water from somewhere as she took a sip from it.
When she looked up and saw that Gohen was still staring at him with a questioning look, she sighed and said, "Just a little bit of Beguilement."
"Which one?" Gohen asked.
She finishes the cup of water by taking two big gulps from it and softly replies, "The Eyes of Truth?"
Gohen thought for a brief moment and then snapped when he properly determined which one she was talking about, "Are you insane?! You could have broken him! You know he's still a mortal and yet you used that high of a Spell?"
Averting his gaze, she replied, "Well, I can't possibly just ask it directly and get an answer, can I?"
Thinking that her logic is correct, she turned to face him and argued, "Besides, he's spirit is supposed to be strong, he should be able to handle it, right?"
Provoked, Gohen snapped again, "And what if he doesn't? What if he doesn't!?"
Zane became silent as she thought of the next argument she would say.
With both arms open, Gohen yelled, "Zane!"
He took a big and long sigh and softened his voice, "You've always been like this, when will you be serious on things like this?"
"Fine, it's my fault. But on the bright side, nothing serious happened to him, see?" With a nonchalant expression, she gestures to me.
Gohen glared at her.
"Okay, I get it. I'll go and calm him down." She said as she stood up from her seat and approached me.
She stood closer to me and leveled herself to my face.
Amidst the angelic and motherly face that she is, there is a scary and devious face hiding underneath that I can see. The tortuous experience I had with her is still fresh in my mind and as she stood closer to me, it reminded me of those pairs of eyes that seemed to pierce deep within my mind.
"There, there. Everything is fine." She said in an angelic voice and softly patted my head.
I don't know why, but as she patted my head, I can't snap or bring myself to get angry at her, even though I wanted to. Instead, I felt a calming feeling as she touched my head. It's like the feeling when someone close to you is trying to calm you down.
I blankly stared at her face and that memory of being scared seemed more distant as the time passed by.
"There, it's done." She said as she stood straight up and faced Gohen, "That should last him an hour."
Gohen has this expression of disbelief on his face as he looked at Zane.
"I have just literally told you not to use a Spell as it may harm him, and yet you just did it again!" He snapped.
"You didn't." Zane replied back.
"It's implied!" He told her.
"Well, I have controlled it." She said as she went back to the seat again.
Gohen sighed and gave up.
He approached me once again and tried to make his voice sound calm and caring which took a lot of effort from him.
"Hey, how are you feeling?" He asked.
Normally, I would've just ignored him, but what Zane did to me made his presence easy to accept.
I kept my silence and just observed what he will try to do next.
He observed the expression on my face and must've been deciding on which action he should try to do next.
"Sort everything out first, we'll be back shortly with something to eat and we'll explain everything by then." He instructed as she dragged Zane with him out of the room, probably to get some food.
What was that?
I absentmindedly thought.
One moment I was filled with anxiousness, disbelief, fear and many other negative feelings and then the next moment, with just a pat on my head, I felt calm and comfortable, for the first time I felt safe.
I looked around and things came to me differently than the first time I saw them. The room does not feel that scary and isolating anymore, it now felt like any other rooms I've been to, unlike before where it seemed like a prison.
The furniture, the table, the light from those glowing lamps, and even that pendant on the table doesn't give negative vibes anymore.
I was able to commit everything to mind without it making me feel nervous, stressed, or scared. Everything feels normal, like how I would not pay too much of my attention at things I commonly see back on Earth.
I've been an archaeologist for some time and the number of strange things I've seen are many. I laughed at the thought that the simple opening of a door would scare me.
I took a deep and long breath, tried to take things slowly, and approached the mirror once more to try and see my reflection.
I was greeted again by that same face, but this time, it did not make me feel stressed out and tired.
If, somehow, all of this is real, and if I really become someone else, what has happened to the previous me?
I had a lot of questions in my mind, but it didn't make me uncomfortable. Those questions just lingered in my head and didn't bug me, unlike before.
I would have my answers shortly, I thought.
I looked towards those chairs on the table and sat on the chair that was opposite to the chairs where Zane sat down.
I took the pendant and observed the object hanging on it for a moment and imagined the mysteries that it could possibly hold.
I had experienced a lot of unexplainable things lately and questioning things would only add to the number of things I have in my mind.
I wore it around my neck and waited for their arrival. Only this time I did not fear it, instead I'm looking forward for the time they'll get back.
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